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You're auntie's earhorn. You're a wooden leg. You're a soiled dressing. You're a hardened corn. You're Debra Messing. You're a coco-pops kid. You're an unsexed gherkin. You're a turquoise merkin. You're Lindsay Graham's garden shed. You're a flagpole sitter. You're kitty litter. You're a shiny bed head. You're a septic piss. You're a urinal-shitter. You're practically Swiss. You're a Toc-H lamp. You're a vaginal cramp. You're some cunt whose favourite book is "The Fountainhead." You're a weeping sore. You're a birthday bore. You're medically dead. |